A Christian never falls asleep in the fire or in the water, but grows drowsy in the sunshine. — John Berridge Copy Share Image
“Miss Fairlie laughed with a ready good-humour, which broke out as brightly as if it had been part of the sunshine above… — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
Oh no, I never do much ironing, except the outside clothes. We must not iron out the fresh air and sunshine, you… — Laura Ingalls Wilder Copy Share Image
When the sun shines on you, you see your friends. It requires sunshine to be seen by them to advantage! — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
“Nothing is promised to us, especially not the weather, but still, one day of warm beautiful sunshine is still one day of… — José N. Harris Copy Share Image
I suppose it goes without saying that negative speaking so often flows from negative thinking about ourselves. We see our own faults,… — Jeffrey R. Holland Copy Share Image
“Catherine's face was just like the landscape—shadows and sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested longer, and the… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
Winter is ruthless and sometimes sullen and murderous. The wild winter North has gulped ten thousand summers down nor left a froth… — William Alfred Quayle Copy Share Image
Grieve not the Christ of God, who redeems us; and remember that we grieve Him most when we will not let Him… — Alexander MacLaren Copy Share Image
You are the sunshine in my darkest ways; your smile is the light in my days. your presence is the music in… — DArkl0ver Copy Share Image
“Anne was curled up Turk-fashion on the hearthrug, gazing into that joyous glow where the sunshine of a hundred summers was being… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“She was easily placated with only her imagination and the warmth of the sunshine on her face.” — Kay Bratt Copy Share Image
“Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One of the saddest sights of the slums is to see the thrifty wife of the working man, with her rosy brood… — Albion Fellows Bacon Copy Share Image
What if he wakes up before you get home and steals you blind? (Wayne) Steals what? My clothes won’t fit him and… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Narrative and metaphysics alike become flimsy and frivolous if they venture too far from the home base of all humanism - the… — John Updike Copy Share Image
I had forgotten what mustard fields looked like... Sheet upon sheet of blazing yellow, half way between sulphur and celandine, with hot… — Monica Baldwin Copy Share Image
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth. Everybody's going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the… — System Of A Down Copy Share Image
White and scrubbed, antique brass fixtures and a skylight letting in a flood of sunshine. Wow. You could get a tan standing… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
“So who is she? No wait, let me guess. Skin of the finest porcelain. Hair of the softest silk. A voice like… — Alethea Kontis Copy Share Image
When you are a young person, you are like a young creek, and you meet many rocks, many obstacles and difficulties on… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I want to paint sunshine and burning golden leaves and blue waters, and laughing faces. — Frederick Varley Copy Share Image
